Ava is easily the cheesiest movie in years. Half ridiculous, slow, boring family soap opera, half pointless action sequences. No attention to detail. Alcoholic Ava goes to a bar and orders a double scotch. (Sound of ice in glass) Bartender asks do you want it on the rocks? (More sound of ice in glass) Sure. Good, cause you got it on the rocks. He hands her the glass and there is no ice in it.
Jessica Chastain is on robotic mail-it-in mode. John Malkovich brings not an ounce of gravitas to his role. Some unknown 90 pound skin-and-bones actress is a vicious killer? Right.
Finally we reach the denouement, the fight to the death in Ava's hotel room. But the fire alarm goes off (for reasons unknown) and the combatants both get up and walk out of the hotel. Gripping.
Jessica Chastain is on robotic mail-it-in mode. John Malkovich brings not an ounce of gravitas to his role. Some unknown 90 pound skin-and-bones actress is a vicious killer? Right.
Finally we reach the denouement, the fight to the death in Ava's hotel room. But the fire alarm goes off (for reasons unknown) and the combatants both get up and walk out of the hotel. Gripping.